Ms. Goody-Two-Shoes meets Mr. Badass-Hottie. Oh Joy; and he's targeted her.(1)

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PROLOGUE:

The life of a heart-broken girl.The raven-haired girl lay awake, immobile in between her bed sheets and mattress, unable to sleep although her body felt completely attenuate. Her eyes were bloodshot from all of the crying. Her knuckles bloody from a fight, and her heart was bleeding worse than her injuries.

No one gets to this state of pain without a cause. She has experienced what usual teenagers participate in and innumerable amounts more.

This is her story.

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CHAPTER ONE: A dare that changed her life.

She couldn't believe she was actually there. Fifty feet from Kenton Danvers front door. Her hands were trembling, she was shaking profusely and she felt like her knees were about to buckle and send her crashing to the cement.

"Andie, go on!" her friend hissed from behind a hedge bush.

"Well if you want it to be a quickie you do it yourself!" the girl hissed back then took a deep breath to try to calm her hectic nerves and to attempt to bring down her heartbeat that was steady skyrocketing.

'I can't believe I'm doing this!' the girl thought to herself bitterly as she took the first step that led to the door hesitantly.

"Hurry up Andie! Stop being a goody two shoes and do this already!" her friend hissed again but Andy could detect the amusement in her friends whisper.

Andie gave her the finger and stuck out her tongue then managed to turn around, take a deep breath, and continue down the walkway. Only to come to the set of steps that led up onto the porch and pause in her movements.

'Come on, what are you doing?! Don't do it. It is just a dare, it's not too late to back out of it!' a voice inside Andie's head shouted, of course it was sense trying to knock itself back into her body. However, Andy shook it off and continued up the steps.

Five more steps, five..........four...........three............two...........one........Andie stopped about a foot away from the door and right when she raised her hand before balling it into a fight and knocking, the doorswung open.

"I was wondering how long it would take your friend to con you into moving away from the sidewalk." a naked, except black and red boxers, Kenton said while smirking at Andie.

"Well if you knew I was out here how come you didn't put any clothes on?" Andie scowled at him.

"Why? I am wearing clothes." Kenton's eyes gleamed as he gestured to his boxers and low cut socks.

Andie crossed her arms and glared at Kenton.

He widened his eyes innocently, "You're the one 'sneaking' up on me at my house, and I should be in your position all glaring fire and huffing." Kenton pointed out. Whatever, alright on with his already.

"Oh sorry." Andie tried to cover up her nervousnessand agitation with this.

"'S okay, I knew one day you would come to me." Kenton smirked and leaned a shoulder against the doors threshold.

Andie gritted her teeth and pursed her lips to keep the sharp comeback on the tip of tongue unreleased, the effort making her tongue tingle. Once she calmed down, she spoke the words of the dare.

"Kenton Danvers, I, Ariana 'Andie' Reight, want to show you the love that I feel for you." Kenton stared at Andie with those gorgeous-----'wait, tell me I didn't just think that!' she thought, shocked, to herself.

Kenton raised his eyebrows mockingly, "Continue." Kenton kept that smirk in place and Andie tightly smiled and cleared her throat, "Kenton Ray Danvers, from the first day I met you when we were both six when you always tried pulling on my piggy tails calling me a pig, I knew you were my knight and shining armor." she grimaced as she said this, being called a pig really isn't very 'Knight and Shining Armor material.' "And all I want to do is to kiss, hug, and love.....just Everything, I want to do it with you! Truth is I am in love with you!"

She finished and her cheeks were burning fiercely, she clamped her emotions down towards the ridiculous and embarrassing bet. Kenton just stood there in shellshock, his mouth slightly ajar.

'Alright Andie, finish the bet and you can go crawl under a rock for the rest of you life.'

"Sorry," she muttered to Kenton as she hooked both of her hands on his bare muscular shoulders, lifted up on her tiptoes, and crashed her lips onto his shocked ones. Andie traced his bottom lip with her tongue and he melted and groaned softly as he quickly responded.

'Wow......if he wasn't a player.....' Andie thought to herself mildly, 'I would say this was good!' He is a great kisser. Well its not like she had anyone else to compare it to.

She sighed into his mouth and he flicked his tongue over hers, "Stop!" Andie said firmly. Her eyes widened as she whispered to herself, "I can't believe I kissed the flippin' badass player!"

"Sorry!" she rushed out humiliated that she had to do that. She ran down the porch steps and almost tripped in her hasty speed.

"Damn, is he a good a kisser as he looked? No offence!" Vanessa, Andie's friend and the person that dared her in the first place, wagged her eyebrows.

Andie swiped her arm across her mouth and spit on the ground, "I am going to kill you! What he has fucking herpies! I practically made out with a garbage can because every piece of trash has probably made out with it in the first place!"

"Oh, don't act like you didn't love it!" Nessa teased her friend.

"Oh you just wait! When we get back to school I am spreading the rumor that you return your stalkers, Kenny Greene's, feelings of 'love.'"

The girl lost her grin as she turned pale and her eyes widened like an owls at the warning.

"Y-You wouldn't!" Nessa accused Andie.

Andie grinned mockingly as she recalled what Vanessa had said to her before she ended up running down the sidewalk at midnight, "Watch me."

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